Author: THE HOPE MAFIA & THE ASTRAL SURGE + Writer-Director: MONUMENT UNIVERSE + Radio Jockey-Western Music: ALL INDIA RADIO, CHENNAI
CONTINUED FROM ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE: GENESIS OF AN AVANT-GARDE GENIE! I google Taylor Swift and Beyonce Knowles. For obvious reasons. You google Barack Obama. Your sibling googles Kylie Jenner. Your buddy, a basketball aficionado, googles LeBron James... ...a rather personal, innocuous search we make for personalities whom we personally like. Why not? That's what we've our... Continue Reading →
CONTINUED FROM BASELESS FEAR ASSOCIATED WITH SHARING WHAT WE KNOW: DEMYSTIFIED If I don't share what I know, I'll cease to be human. Sounds like an emotional, philosophical curse damning me to perdition if I'm not gonna be altruistic enough towards my fellow beings. Just that it's no curse. Take a closer look. It's a... Continue Reading →
CONTINUED FROM FEAR ASSOCIATED WITH SHARING WHAT WE KNOW. THE LOGICAL ANGLE. "So, yeah... this is what the condition's about. What I'm gonna do is... mail you a comprehensive note by this evening, listing all guidelines that will keep you safe... if you follow them. Okay? Don't you worry! You gonna be perfectly alright. And, don't forget.... Continue Reading →
I chilled on one of those park benches after my 30-minute jogging stint this morning. While deeply inhaling the nippy, clean air to cool down the palpitating system, I watched other souls get their bit from the track. Somewhere, this five-minute interlude stimulates some sort of reflection on things. And, this morning was no different.... Continue Reading →
RESUMING FROM WRITERS’ EVOLUTION INTO SCRIPTING FOR VIRTUAL REALITY – PART 2 "Soooo funny!" "Oh, yeah... you bet! Both of us were watching the same movie yesterday. But, both of us ended up watching different movies!" "We're laughing hard but yeah... seriously it was spooky. How can that be?" "They say something like invisible interaction.... Continue Reading →
RESUMING FROM WRITERS’ EVOLUTION INTO SCRIPTING FOR VIRTUAL REALITY – PART 1 In the virtual reality frame I set up, what are the objects that could possibly catch the attention of this eye? To be more precise, which of those object(s) do I, the storyteller, want this eye to see? "Wait!" I alert myself. "Don't rush... Continue Reading →
Taking off from WRITERS AND THEIR ON-GOING EVOLUTION! Ah! How unfair of me to have you seated next to me so passively, while I'm steering you to the destination I've already planned! I, of course, know you love being led as long as the drive's exciting. But, I also know you've got a devilishly inquisitive mind... Continue Reading →
I presume all writers are designed to tell great stories. The reasoning behind my rather well-justified presumption is this. Writers have an uncanny ability to infuse life into their words. Uncanny because words are words at the end of the day... they should deliver the same effect irrespective of who uses them... but, why's it... Continue Reading →
SAINT MAVERICK 